"I, I didn't, I really didn't." An Yin stammered, her voice trembling, yet she dared not look at the man's expression at this moment. As she spoke, she quickly withdrew her hand, her heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
Bao Shaojin stared at her intently, from the start he had not fallen asleep. The moment the young girl looked at him, the man sensed it. As she moved closer, until her fragrance lingered around his nose, his body began to tense. Thinking of the cold shower he had taken earlier, he knew if they continued to be this close, something would eventually happen...
He was afraid he couldn't control himself...
And hurt her.
"Then why..."
"I wanted to help you push your hair away, the ends were poking your eyes." An Yin explained before he could question her, afraid he might misunderstand.
